strong, rich, heady,
i've always loved
the smell of coffee
dark, mysterious
it could either soothe you
or scald you, burn your tongue
the bitterness
your bitterness
is so addicting
i still feel it
taste it, am still smitten
still craving it
this has got to stop. . .
i have got to stop. . .
but i don't think
i'll ever have
another cup
without thinking of you. . .
walking away now,
ever so slowly. . .
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